....so lets continue on here some with this story. I used to come out this way more often….but now things have changed. As I wrote earlier in my last story, what has come down the road of these woods now is that after all the work that went into this area, excavation//site clearing, and building….and lets not forget dreaming or dream-building….one day the dream moves on and so do the spirits of those who lived here for awhile.

What brought this person out here to live….and I can say that this person came from one of the lower states below me. And they had to have some knowledge of the woods and wood-working, plus the desire to live off the land in some-what seclusion. But times change and the dream moves on….

” People are crazy and times are strangeI’m locked in tight, I’m out of rangeI used to care, but things have changed

This place ain’t doing me any good….

Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff tooDon’t get up gentlemen, I’m only passing through

People are crazy and times are strangeI’m locked in tight, I’m out of rangeI used to care, but things have changed”

....so lets have an-other look in a room, at what has been left behind for the animals of the woods to use….

....stepping outside onto the front porch we can look into the woods right at our doorstep….

....an-other out-building just bidding it’s time also in front as I stare out beyond-front….

....wood and woods surround some metal till in time how long before the forest takes back ground space that this one now sits upon….

....an-other view….

”I’ve been trying to get as far away from myself as I canSome things are too hot to touchThe human mind can only stand so muchYou can’t win with a losing hand”

Things Have Changed;—by Bob Dylan

....one must wonder and ask, since inquiring minds all-ways do. Did the machines die before of after the leaving//departure of the dream? Maybe the spirits that lived here, never left….but just faded back into the many trees of this rustic forest landscape….or how fast where they running on foot when they followed they’re dream….

....here is the first view of what remains to be they’re drive-way….

....and now one can see some more wooded drive-way space….

....till now I get a better understanding of the road….

....looking back for one last glance, I see a place to hang a dream on a dream rack….but the dream is gone….and then I hear those words that come singing through the trees and over the wind….

”People are crazy and times are strangeI’m locked in tight, I’m out of rangeI used to care, but things have changed

I hurt easy, I just don’t show itYou can hurt someone and not even know it”

Times Have Changed;—by Bob Dylan

Now one wonders or may-be there are some reading this that do wonder, how does a place like this remain so lost? Well as I said earlier in a previous blog//story, the way I found this site (LumberJocks) was by Googling the words ‘free-hand-free-form wood sculpture’ and thats how I found this site also out in the woods. I was walking an old logging road, and decided to go surfing the forest, so I left the trail and started walking in ‘free-walk’ mode. If one will take a moment and look at this next photo, then one can see the opening that I saw, but one that will not be seen by many….without a trained eye to see that spot of an open window out there in front….

....after going through the window, this is what greets the eyes as a whole new world opens up in here….so follow the path, but just remember that along the way, unless one knows the right time to look up and start ‘free-walking again….even this will only be an-other path….

So that wraps this one up….for now, but I’ll soon post an-other lost in the woods of out in the woods adventure….after I do my next update on the wood finishing with slellac story.

I also might mention that to my way of thinking walking or as I prefer to call it….going on a waundering walk-about in the woods, ‘just is’ one of the ways that I keep a healthy body, soul and spirit. A wise man once said that; ”as a man thinks. so is he”....and to this I would just add that; ”as a man//women walks, so are they healthy in-deed!”

Boy, I bet there are some salvageable parts on that van, particularly the windows….. Who knows Frank, add a couple tag words to this blog and you may have some part requests from some avid vehicle restorers.